The Eye

The little boy that cried wolf..

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An ode to futon.
The Eye
mindspace
A throbbing vein in my head.
Alcohol-induced drowsiness,
A calling from bed.

One more drink,
The stomach churns.
One needs to think,
But the head... it burns.

Steady now.. Plan the departure.
Plan the calm to drift away.
Wake again with good intentions,
We'll try again with dawn of day.

Relax your mind, be at peace.
Dream of she who helps you sleep.
Stretch and yawn in cleanly sheets,
And dream the dreams you want to keep.

GOODNIGHT!






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